"Nada" as written by and Brian David/clyne Blush....
I see the lightning from the storm down in Mexico
And I see my speedometer doesn't work
I cross the desert and disappear into the tumbleweeds
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

I hear the thunder from the storm down in Mexico
And I leave the border far behind
I feel the dust coat my teeth and turn my sweat to mud
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain't no moral to this story at all
Anything I tell you very well could be a lie
I've been away from the living, I don't need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for that cold black soul of mine

To come alive
I feel the wind blow from the storm down in Mexico
Gasoline for another hundred miles
I cross the river and leave my shoes up on the other side

I tip the bottle and bite the lime
There ain't no moral to this story at all
Anything I tell you very well could be a lie
Been away from the living, I don't need to be forgiven

I'm just waiting for that cold black sun-cracked soul of mine
To come alive
Come alive, yeah
Well, I feel the rain drops from the storm down in Mexico

Truck will go no further, out of gas
I walk through the desert past the lizard and rattlesnake
I tip the bottle and bite the lime
There ain't no moral to this story at all

Anything I tell you very well could be a lie
There ain't no morals to these stories at all
And everything I tell you, you can bet will be a lie
I been away from the living, I don't need to be forgiven

I'm just waiting for that cold black sun-cracked numb-inside soul of mine
To come alive
Come alive, come alive
Come alive.


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"Nada" as written by Brian Blush Arthur "buddy" Edwards

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    General CommentAnyone who has ever been lost, or have no real desination (in either the physical, or psycological world), yet still manage to continue on can relate to this song.
    Nagarakaon February 11, 2002   Link
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    General CommentFANTASTIC song! the struggles of a feldgling rockstars life portaryed on backdrop of the arizonan desert. All the best music comes from Arizona or Canada I'm almost damn enar convinced of it with this album.
    westbeach_21on June 17, 2003   Link
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    General CommentThis song is about withdrawing from society into isolation
    toxicwasteon January 23, 2006   Link
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    General CommentGreatest song ever. Theres guys are amazing
    kerplunk17on February 01, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthe harmonica in the start is absolutley amazing.
    great song about having not a thing to do and all the time to do it. and not to worry a damn thing about it.
    dadams309on May 26, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI love the line "I'm just waiting for that cold black soul of mine
    to come alive " Not sure why, but sometimes I feel that way too.
    schlegon April 06, 2011   Link
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    My InterpretationThis is a really well written (and well performed) song that captures a feeling of expectant emptiness through three visual narratives.

    First, there's "the storm down in Mexico" that is approaching. Initially he hears the thunder, then sees the lightning and feels the wind. Finally, he feels the raindrops as the storm arrives.

    Second, there's the metaphor of the truck. He initially notices that "the speedometer doesn't work," but the truck works well enough to "leave the boarder far behind." He fuels up and keeps going, but eventually the truck runs out of gas. Is that when he started walking through the desert?

    The third motif is the walk in the desert. This one actually seems to be running in reverse. Starting out on a walk through the desert, one would notice lizards and rattlesnakes. You'd probably be less apt to notice little natural wonders after forgetting your shoes, getting caked with dust and disappearing into the tumbleweeds, especially if you've been sipping tequila the whole time.

    So what does it all mean? Nada, apparently. There ain't no moral to these stories at all, and in fact they're all lies. (Also note that if anyone actually found themselves shoeless and wasted in the middle of a desert thunderstorm after abandoning the sketchy vehicle that they apparently drunk-drove all the way from Mexico, their chance of survival would be pretty limited.)

    Be that as it may, the imagery, the desperation in Roger's voice, the plodding pace of the song, and Brian's lonely guitar hooks all work together to to create a feeling of earnest longing for something (in the soul, it seems) that just HAS TO exist out there somewhere but has yet to "come alive."

    Detractors might point out that just about every other Gen X white guy musician working in the early '90s covered the same territory, but even if the Refreshments didn't break any new thematic ground with this song, they still did it beautifully.
    nl2014on May 10, 2017   Link

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